Take on: Twilight Saga...Negative Exposure

Summary:
If you are looking for a Twilight story that has Bella being twin sisters with Alice after running away from their abusive father to become a starlet in L.A where she meets Lawyer Edward Cullen...this isn't that story. This is a continuation of Breaking Dawn with some tweaks here and there. It's exciting, suspenseful, and romantic. Here's my hook, Bella gave birth to twins! Welcome to the world Renesmee and Masen!!!The story takes place mere hours after the confrontation with the Volturi in Breaking Dawn. Watch the lives of all your favorite characters, as I try to include as much of both the vampires and he shape shifters as possible. I really really hope you guys enjoy the story and give it a chance. Reviews good or bad always welcome! Now watch and Masen and Renesmee enjoy and endure their childhood and blossom into young vampire human hybrid adults! Oh...and before I get sued. SM owns the Twilight saga and all of her original characters. Rated adult for a reason.

Notes:
All normal pairings, and I have paired up who was left mateless at the end of Breaking Dawn. I really hope you like it. All of the characters are in this story I just didn't know if I should tag all of them.

31. Chap 31 Leah's Lament

I was grateful for the moment, my children were all in the forest behind the castle training with my brother and Sam. It was peaceful to have a moment to myself to explore this enormous castle. I walked past my mother’s and Charlie’s bedroom. Charlie was the only one in there right now; he was reading Rumplestilskin to Ian on the bed. My little brother looked as if he was having a hard time keeping his eyes open as his father read to him.

I missed my father dearly, I wished beyond wishing that he could be here today to see who I became. The last time he saw me I was transforming into a wolf for the first time, it was the last thing he ever saw. He died, because I scared him, because I shocked him. He wasn’t even supposed to have been home! It had been a few weeks after Sam had left me but it was the day that Emily finally decided to give Sam a chance.

I had come home and dad was about to head over to Billy’s to watch the game with him and Charlie. Dad had seen my face before driving away and got out of his truck to talk to me. He wanted to make sure I was okay. Because he loved me. I had felt myself starting to feel very strange, and angry, through my tears. He had been hugging me, rubbing my back as I sobbed out my retelling, but I shouldn’t have.

I should have run away, run as far away from him and everybody else when I felt my skin start to boil. I shook my head and I hadn’t noticed but I had walked some feet down the hall away from my mother’s bedroom and sat against a wall. I was crying, heavily apparently.

“Dad.” I said softly before burying my head into my arms and trying to stifle the sobs.

It wasn’t too long before one miserable thought lead to another and I was there again. My paws being cut from running across the Earth and sand so quickly, trying to catch up to my Imprints father. I swear, it’s different every time, whether it was Jacob catching Lelu in time, Nahuel restraining himself and taking our daughter away from that madman before he ever thought about revenge. Or me. Me saving her, me not failing her, being better, faster, stronger…In my head I always saved her, held her in my arms tightly and never let her go.

But that’s what happens. I’m always letting people go. If Nahuel hadn’t been my Imprint I don’t think I could have managed to stay with him after what happened to Lelu. I would have left him, I tried. It tore me up inside to stay away, or even entertain the thought of leaving him. So I had to force myself to live with what I had. I loved my children, and I loved my husband very much. I’ve just felt empty ever since I lost her.

“God I miss you Lelu.” I sighed as quietly as I could, my voice was shaking. “I’m so sorry baby.” And of course, then I went to my darkest thought.

Holding my little girl, my little me, for the last time. I tried to reassure her, she was just so young, she was scared and I couldn’t help her. I held onto her little hand, appreciating every moment that she held a grip. My miraculous little girl’s flower garden appeared in my head, momentarily forcing a smile onto my face. She was so incredible, those flowers still stood. In the damp darkened cavern somehow they still stood as beautiful as they had been when they were created. I visited her garden every year. Some part of her was there, keeping the flowers alive. I could feel her when I was there. I tried remembering her touch; it was unfair how little I got to feel it.

It was then that I felt a small tiny hand upon my shoulder. I jumped, when I looked up I saw Ian staring sadly at me.

“Why are you crying Leah?” he asked me innocently.

I saw Charlie standing from the doorway looking concerned as well. I cleared my throat and smiled at him, I hope that it didn’t look too insincere.

“I was just thinking of some special people who are gone now, and it made me miss them pretty badly. So I started to cry.” I answered him.

He understood why but he didn’t look as if he was done with me.

“I remember when we still lived in Baffin Bay, Sammie and Samara would cry sometimes, when their daddy had to come here and they couldn’t go with him yet. It’s like that right?” My brother finished inquisitively.

I nodded. “Yes it’s like that. Sometimes you miss someone so much that it hurts, and it makes you cry. But you have too…you have to try and remember that they had to go for a reason.” I finished forcing the last part out, the part that I didn’t even really believe all the time.

“When do you get to see them again? You’ll feel better then right?” Ian said innocently enough, his words cut like knives though.

That’s when Charlie finally stepped in; he walked over and picked Ian up. I stood with them, wanting to stop feeling as low as I was.

“Ian, do you remember the reason your mother and I told you that we had to leave Forks, and move to Baffin Bay?”

Ian nodded. “Because there were bad people that came to the town and hurt some of the family that I never met.” He said looking up at his dad.

“Some of the family that you don’t remember meeting.” Charlie corrected him, and continued. “Those people died that day and you remember what we explained to you about death right?” He asked his son.

“Yes daddy, mommy said that when you die, your spirit is released and you go to a place where you are happy and aren’t in pain. And you can see everyone you left behind.” My eyes started to water again as my brother said these things so calmly.

“That’s right.” Charlie said. “The people Leah are missing are…have died.” He said awkwardly not wanting to upset me.

He glanced at me making sure this was truly the reason I was crying. I nodded letting him know he was doing a good job explaining to his son, no matter how much pain it caused me. It wasn’t his fault. I was in pain a lot of the time.

“Who is it Leah?” Ian asked me. Once again Charlie saved me from this one. He really was loving this opportunity to be a full time dad, he was great at it.

“Leah come into the bedroom for a moment. There is something I want to show you.” Charlie Said.

“But dad-” Ian started to complain.

“Ian I want to show you this too it’s important. So relax.” He finished ruffling his son’s hair, smiling. I followed Charlie into the room and he led me into the larger closet in the room.

“This is your mother’s closet.” He said to the both of us, I went inside the walk-in with him and he took us to the very back of the closet to a large wooden dresser leaning against the wall.

I recognized it. “Dad made that for her. I can’t believe it made it here!” I said feeling somehow better seeing an object that my dad crafter out of love for my mother.

He opened the two doors keeping it closed and inside was what appeared to be a shrine. There were pictures of my mother and father with Seth and I as babies, toddlers, adolescents, there was even a picture taken about two weeks before he died. I walked closer to it gazing at all of my dad’s smiles.

“I have told Sue to hang these up around the room that she didn’t have to hide them away in some closet…” Charlie said trailing off.

The gesture was nice though. I know Harry was Charlie’s best friend, next to Billy Black.

“This picture is my favorite.” Charlie said picking up one of the oldest looking photos.

“Who’s in it daddy?” Ian asked him trying get a better look.

“It’s a picture of your mom Ian. See there she is, and there is Leah and Seth’s dad Harry next to her. There I am next to him. I’m holding your big sister Bella, and Harry is holding Leah.” Charlie said smiling proudly at the picture.

Ian accepted this and stared at the picture. I was already captivated by another picture in her dresser. Two adjoining pictures, rather. It was my kids, one the day that they were first born, while I was sleeping I would imagine. I had never seen it before. They were all awake and smiling, the second picture was a few weeks later. It was similar to the first except for pyre, she was a puppy and Lelu was in the middle of clapping at her sister. I started crying again.

“So you miss your daddy Leah?” Ian said pulling me back from the picture. I nodded.

“Among other things little guy.” I finished somberly.

“Well…” he started reaching out for my hand. “My daddy took care of our mommy when your daddy died. Maybe my daddy could take care of you too.” He finished pulling me into a hug with himself and Charlie.

I felt Charlie stiffen as he normally did when he was forced into emotional situations. Ian rested his head on my shoulder and Charlie embraced me.

“He already does that Ian.” I said kissing my brother on the forehead.

We probably would have stood in that closet for a bit longer as Charlie started reminiscing about stories with him and my dad. It wasn’t long though we all became panicked.

I could hear Jacob yelling as loudly as he could from the main hallway. He was calling for Edward and Bella. The three of us ran as quickly as we could to Jacob and got there before Edward and Bella did. Cassie and Damien were with him looking just as alarmed as Jacob.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, the weepy emotional me be driven out of me and replaced with the strong warrior that I was.

“Masen and Nessie.” He said slightly out of breathe. “She ran off and he went after her before I could stop them. I wasn’t going to keep up with them in human form and we were in public.” He looked defeated, like he was useless. “I didn’t want to send these two after them though; I didn’t wanna lose them too.” Jacob finished gesturing towards Cassie and Damien.

Well at least they weren’t taken, they only ran off. I’m sure we could find them quickly once we started looking. I didn’t feel the need to tell my brother or Sam what was going on. I was sure we could take care of this ourselves. It wasn’t long before Edward, Bella, Rosalie, Jasper and…my Mom? Made their way to us in the hall.

I left Charlie with Ian and my mother, who had the most unusual look upon her face. The rest of us made our way to the front courtyard and jumped over the wall entering into the forest Masen and Nessie were in, instead of walking through the public. Jacob and I had phased and we all were trying to track their scents.

Rosalie was the first one to catch Masen’s scent while I was the first to pick up Nessie’s. We parted ways, obviously Jacob running off towards her as soon as he saw that I got her scent, as did Edward. Bella and I followed the both of them, leaving Japer, Rosalie, Damien and Cassie to find Masen.

Cassie’s POV

I was following mom through the woods I could smell Masen now too. I caught the scent of someone else in the air.

“Mom?” I said worriedly.

“I smell it too honey. We should be getting close to him.” We kept running until Uncle Jasper yelled “STOP!” Not allowing us to go any further.

“Dad what is it?” Damien asked him hesitantly.

“I smell someone else. I can feel them too.” He said concentrating to the right of us.

“Yeah Jazz we already determined that.” Mom said.

“Not the hybrid Rosalie.” Jasper said as an afterthought.

So I was right. The scent I picked up earlier was someone else like me.

“I know Rose I know. We have to find Masen. She is close by.” I took three steps forward before I saw her emerge from the tree about 50 feet in front of us.

“What are you doing here Jane?” Mom asked her moving in front of me again. The blonde girl tilted her head, her red eyes piercing through me.

“That won’t help.” She said nodding towards my mother’s gesture. Mom growled. Jasper put his hand in front of her to silence her.

“We are just looking for someone Jane, we don’t want to fight.” He said.

“No you never do.” She said still staring at me. She finally looked toward Jasper.

“I am looking for someone as well.” She said calmly.

“We’ll just be going then.” Jasper said sternly.

“No, I’m sorry I can’t allow you to go any further.” She replied. “Because mine is with yours.” She said cryptically smiling.

Uncle Jasper grabbed ahold of Damien and mom and angrily started walking us towards the direction we were heading.

“Then we are most definitely continuing Jane, you can’t affect us all at once.” Jasper said calmly.

“No, I can’t.” She agreed. Then she turned towards mom and smiled. “But I can have some fun.”

It all happened so quickly. The last thing I remember hearing was uncle Jasper yell “MOVE!” before it hit me.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I hit the ground screaming, I couldn’t hear anything other than my own strained voice. Oh god. I thought to myself. I have to hold it in, please please don’t do it. Mom’s standing right in front of you Cassie please hold it in. I was trying so desperately try to control my voice.

I was arched on the ground my neck forcing my head back farther and farther. That was it, I felt awful, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I felt the vibrations emanate out of me with sheer force. As long as this Jane kept me screaming I wouldn’t stop. I remember the pain stopping momentarily as I was shot backwards. I couldn’t see any of my family or the Jane girl.

All I saw was a blur of greenery and destruction to the nature around me. I finally stopped screaming but my own sound waves were still carrying me through the air. It was extremely painful, I felt like my bones might shatter. I was put out of this pain rather quickly. Unfortunately for me it ended because I was slammed into a still standing tree and cracked my head against it. Hard. This was the last thing I remember feeling.